Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hurricane Chris
Performer
Nicole Wray
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Dooley
Lyrics
C. Denard
Composer
Christopher Martin
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Package Store
Recording Engineer
Mr. Collipark
Producer
John Frye
Mixing Engineer
Gary Fly
Assistant Engineer
Bryan Leach
Executive Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
It's been a long time coming
They wonder why I act like this, you hear me?
It's all I know
[Verse 2]
They say I still got much to learn
But I know I still got money to burn
I'm in the street, can't take it out of me
I'm getting money, getting money, that's all I know
[Verse 3]
Can you see I still got much to learn?
But I know I still got money to burn
Still in the street, can't take it out of me
Getting money, getting money, that's all I know
[Verse 4]
She criticize me for acting like I act if I ain't never had a thing
My daddy got locked up when I was 12, my whole life changed
My mama hustled hard and did, had to get the bills paid
While you was probably riding around the city in your Escalade
When at it, I got money, y'all went and bought me two mansions
Just to stunt on the **** who told me I never had it
I walked out the door the other day and my mama told me
You got a lot to learn
She told me just because we got all this money to burn
Don't think it can't be your turn
To go big into the streets, so I stay packing some heat
24 hours, 7 days of the week 'cause they creep
24 hours, 7 days of the week I'm a beast
[Verse 5]
They say I still got much to learn
But I know I still got money to burn
I'm in the street, can't take it out of me
I'm getting money, getting money, that's all I know
[Verse 6]
Can you see I still got much to learn?
But I know I still got money to burn
Still in the street, can't take it out of me
Getting money, getting money, that's all I know
[Verse 7]
I'm 18 years old and I done seen more drama than that lil' bit
I don't advise you to talk about it unless you hear this
My pedal to the metal while I'm thinking 'bout all my dogs
I lost in the street tryna ball like me
And this is for my **** who used to roll gold beam
Popping the trunk on them swingers, hopping out a tall team
So all my **** that's balling, they feel like me
From the struggle, the gutter to making a lot of cheese
Keep my head up
Remember who got me right where I'm at today
Long as I got money, I give a damn what a haters say
One thing I know for sure
I'ma get paper till there ain't no more
Plus I got a crazy flow, yeah
I know somebody said a hard head make a soft face
Why I keep the Glock on the seat when I'm riding my Jag
51 50, you don't know nuttin' 'bout me homeboy
Don't judge, still ain't learn
[Verse 8]
They say I still got much to learn
But I know I still got money to burn
I'm in the street, can't take it out of me
I'm getting money, getting money, that's all I know
[Verse 9]
Can you see I still got much to learn?
But I know I still got money to burn
Still in the street, can't take it out of me
Getting money, getting money, that's all I know
[Verse 10]
I'm making money, ****, you can't tell me shit
I'm gon' keep on stunting, still shining on these haters
I'm counting money, doing my thing, I be hustling
From Monday to Sunday, doing what I want, I be getting it in
[Verse 11]
They say I still got much to learn
But I know I still got money to burn
I'm in the street, can't take it out of me
I'm getting money, getting money, that's all I know
[Verse 12]
Can you see I still got much to learn?
But I know I still got money to burn
Still in the street, can't take it out of me
Getting money, getting money, that's all I know
Written by: C. Denard, Christopher Dooley, Christopher Martin